The idea of work an office job used to make me break out in hives, being sedentary, locked in a boring cubicle, repeating the same task everyday. But now I find it very hot… Imagine going from a person who’s an athletic, outgoing, party animal to a lazy, boring piggy. First when you start working there as a newbie your sent on meaningless tasks, you try to dress to impress, going partying on weekends. After months of hard work your sent to your own cubicle that you sit at 8 hours a week, you still party a little, you incorporate snacks into your daily routine, but now your so tired from sitting at your desk all day that you start to skip the gym, and snack a little more. Some people from your office ask you to join the car pool, they’re more senior than you, and kind of boring, but hey it’s a free ride and today they’re going to McDonald’s. You end up going with them to McDonald’s everyday, at first you try to order something small but they laugh a little, and now you have two bacon egg and cheese McGriddles, two hash browns and a coffee every morning. Inevitably you grow out of your normal clothes, your chubby now, and because of this you’re a big embarrassed to go to the club. So you decide to stay in, put on a wife beater and some briefs, kick your feet up and drink a few beers. You go to bed at 11 because your tired, in the morning you wake up, head to the store and buy some new clothes; khakis, a white button down that you gut presses against, and a normal tie. Not what your used to wearing, it’s mature and boring but you like it. A few more months into this new job and now your gut is a full on belly. Going to bed at 11 is your new staying up late, your hairs migrated from the top of your head to your chest and belly, your a corporate piggy now, and you’re proud.